"If you want to live, come with me..."
But he saw Ye Qing raising his hand, forcing the two monsters in front of him to retreat, waving to everyone, and heading directly towards the direction of the ringing sound.
Although everyone was confused, they still followed Ye Qing and swept forward.
After about dozens of breaths, Ye Qing suddenly stopped, and so did everyone else.
And right in front of everyone's eyes, a huge black cow was walking leisurely on the ice field with four hooves.
I saw the black cow in front of me. It was as strong as a hill, with four hooves like stone pillars. It was completely black without a trace of color. There were two horns on its head that were shaped like a crescent moon. At the tip of each horn, there was a copper bell hanging. While walking, the copper bells jingled, making the sound clear and sweet.
This is a live cow, a live cow with flesh and blood.
Although the various weird things they had seen before seemed to be the same as living things, they were actually derived from evil, dead energy, and filth, and were not real living things.
But the black cow in front of me is a real living creature.
No one had ever felt any evil or malice in Hei Niu.
However, this was not what surprised everyone the most. What surprised them most was that on the back of the black bull, there was a monk sitting cross-legged. At a glance, there were no less than dozens of people.
Those monks were solemn and solemn, with plain expressions.
However, in Ye Qing's perception, those monks' flesh and blood were exhausted, their souls were dissipated, and they had long since lost their vitality.
In other words, those monks were all dead, and they didn’t know how long they had been dead.
But these dead monks were reciting Buddhist scriptures at this time.
Yes, the dead man is chanting.
In fact, at first, no one heard the sound of chanting, only the sound of copper bells as the black cow walked. But when the black cow came within a certain range of the crowd, the sound of chanting suddenly appeared.
The sound of chanting sutras is compassionate and peaceful. When you hear it, your body and mind will be at peace, and your soul will be calm.
"This...is this "The Heart Sutra of Buddha-Emperor's Requiem for People's Requiem"?
Listening to the sound of chanting, the old woman suddenly said excitedly: "It's really the long-lost Moro Heart Sutra of the Moro Sect!"
The Ruyi Goddess also nodded: "It is indeed the Heart Sutra of the Buddha Emperor and the Requiem of the Requiem of Man!"
"So, you went through all the trouble just to find this?" Jinpeng Moyun knew the priorities and looked at Ye Qing and said.
"That's right."
Ye Qing smiled and said, "Didn't you notice that since we heard the chanting, those monsters have not come closer?"
Hearing this, Jinpeng Moyun felt it carefully for a while, then said with surprise: "Sure enough!"
"So, these chanting sounds can stop those weird things?"
Ye Qing nodded: "That seems to be the case so far."
"Very good."
Even though Jinpeng Moyun was proud and arrogant, he couldn't help but smile on his face, while others were crying with joy and dancing.
"We are safe."
"Blessed by the Buddha!"
"Blessed by the Buddha!"
…
"Don't be too happy, look behind Black Bull!"
Ye Qing looked at the excited crowd and immediately poured cold water on them.
Only then did Jinpeng Moyun, Ruyi Tiannu and others notice that there was a group of people following Hei Niu.
Judging from the attire and state of mind of those people, they should be Buddhist thieves, treasure hunters, and treasure stalwarts who make a living from the Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Those people are naturally still alive, but they don't look normal.
Because at this time, those people had their hands clasped together, their eyes closed, their expressions peaceful and pious, chanting Buddhist sutras, and followed the black cow step by step.
In Ye Qing's perception of demonic thoughts, those people had no distracting thoughts, only admiration and piety for Emperor Moro Buddha. They were even more pious than disciples of Moro Sect such as Yi Tiannu, the old woman, Jinpeng Moyun and so on.
This is the strange part. You must know that these people in front of you are usually engaged in the business of digging graves, killing people and grabbing treasures. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have done no evil. It is better to expect them to chant sutras, recite Buddhism, believe in Buddhism and religion. Sows climb trees.
To take a step back, even if they wanted to believe in Buddhism, they would not be able to abandon the near and seek the distant and believe in the Laoshizi Moro Sect.
Therefore, these people may have lost their self-awareness and their souls have been tainted.
Although he is a living person, he is no different from a puppet.
As for the reason, it is most likely related to the monks on the back of the black bull and the sound of chanting sutras.
"What's going on?" At this time, the Ruyi Goddess and Jinpeng Moyun also discovered the abnormality.
"I should ask you this, right?" Ye Qing touched his nose and said.
"I have a guess."
The Ruyi Goddess said: "According to legend, the "Mala Heart Sutra" is the immeasurable Buddhist teachings passed down to the world by the Buddha Emperor himself. It can teach and transform living beings, soothe souls and clear minds, exorcise evil spirits and suppress demons, and liberate all kinds of spirits and spirits in the world. All species, gods, and demons take refuge in me, Mara, and worship the Buddha Emperor."
"These monks should be the sages and sages of our Moro Sect. Their bodies will not decay after death, and their will will not be destroyed. They wander around the Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas all day long and save the world."
"Good guy, you have even transformed your self-awareness, you are worthy of being a Moro Cult." Ye Qing cursed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
"Of course, the Heart Sutra of Buddha-Emperor's Requiem for Mara will only convert sentient beings to Mara, but it will not erase their consciousness."
The Ruyi Goddess seemed to have guessed what Ye Qing was thinking, and added: "The situation in front of me must be related to the strangeness of Ten Thousand Buddhas."
"It's possible!" Ye Qing nodded and suddenly smiled: "Just ask someone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qing's figure flashed and disappeared into the group of people, but in the next moment, he turned back again.
It's just that there is one more person in his hand, a young man in his twenties who looks as elegant as a scholar.
Even though he was being carried, the young man remained unaware, clasping his hands together and reciting sutras devoutly. After letting go, the young man actually started walking towards the crowd again.
Ye Qing held the young man down and tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, causing demonic thoughts to ripple in his sea of consciousness.
After a while, the young man slowly opened his eyes.
At first, the young man seemed a little confused and wary, but after a few breaths, the young man seemed to have remembered everything, and his expression became complicated and frightened.
Immediately, the young man bowed to Ye Qing and said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life. Thank you, senior, for saving your life."
"Yes, that's right, senior, please save my friends, they have also been corrupted by the Buddha's message."
"Your friend?" Ye Qing shook his head: "I'm afraid it's too late. Except for you, everyone else is already hopeless."
He was able to save the young man in front of him because in his perception of demonic thoughts, the young man's soul consciousness still fluctuated slightly and had not been completely eroded. Therefore, he could use his demonic thoughts to peel off the corrosion in his soul and awaken his consciousness. .
However, the soul consciousness of the remaining people has been safely eroded, leaving only their loyalty and loyalty to Emperor Mara Buddha, and nothing else.
Therefore, if he peels off the corrosion in the souls of those people's sea of consciousness, those people will die immediately.
